Hello, everyone! First I just want to say that, even though this isn't my first story, it is the first one I do in english, and first one for RoTG. I'm still a bit rusty with my english, so if you notice any grammar errors, please bear with me. I'm still working on other two stories for Shaman King (my favorite anime, I totally recommend it), though I'm putting more focus in just one of those, so I might have a bit of trouble keeping up with the three at the same time... so please, be patient. I already advanced with the second and third chapter... or maybe it will all be in one chapter, I just don't know. Anywaaay... please enjoy!

"Normal dialog"

'Thoughts'

(Alice's personal note or opinion on something)

Chapter 1: "Alice in Gameland"

Hi there, I'm Alice Rosewood.

Before I begin, let me tell you about myself.

I'm currently 16 years old. I live with both of my parents, my older brother and our cat, Bella, in a somewhat calm town of San Diego, California. I've always been the most 'spoiled' one out of the two of us (my brother and I), but I've never acted like one. In fact, I hate it. My brother would be left out on whatever it is my parents planned for me, and he would be mad at us for that. That was all in the past, though, because now we are closer than ever… but he still loves to make me miserable (because is his 'job as an older brother', he says).

I have straight, brown hair, which I inherited from my mother; the front reaches a bit past my chin and it gets shorter in the back (recently, I decided to add some red highlights… something my father didn't like very much). I have hazel eyes that are a baby blue nearing the center; the hazel color comes from my dad, but none of them knows where the blue color came from.

Favorite colors: White, black, red, and blue (a bit contradicting, if I think about it…). I hate color pink by itself; it's okay when it's combined with other colors, and used in a tolerable quantity… but on its own… my eyes bleed.

Favorite season: winter! Because 'the cold never bothered me anyway'. It never snows here, but if it did, I would be the happiest person in planet Earth.

I love animals! My favorites are: wolves, cats, and birds. Fun fact: based in a quiz I answered recently, my spirit animal is a wolf (no wonder why I'm always so protective over my loved ones; that, and I'm a loner).

I'm usually a really serious and quiet person in school, an introvert. Because of that, I have a few to no friends in class; but that's fine with me, I prefer to have just a couple of friends in which I can truly trust, than a whole lot of double-faced people to stab me in the back… I say that because it has happened before, and I do not want a repeat of that. Those few who really know me, know that I'm still a kid from the heart; if you ask my closer friends, they'll tell you I'm like a mother to them, always looking out for them and keeping them out of trouble. And even with that, I can be quite a childish prankster.

I think I should also mention that I have a boyfriend. His name is Nathan; he's half a year older than me and he's very popular in school. He doesn't like much the way I think and his friends hate me, but he's still a really sweet guy when he wants to be.

Oh, I also have a YouTube channel! I go by the name "Alice in Gameland" and, as the name suggests, I do gameplays most of the time. Other times, I play violin or to a simple Vlog. I'm not as popular as, say, Danisnotonfire, or AmazingPhil, or PewDiePie, or Markiplier… but I have a nice number of fans that like me for who I really am, and I'm happy with that.

I'm quite a prodigy in school, what with the highest scores of my class and all. I'm really bad at sports, but I'm the best in academic stuff and the fastest woman alive when typing on a computer.

Consider me a geek; I love Japanese culture in general and I love videogames just as much. I also like reading, writing and drawing. I also love music, knowing how to play the piano and the violin, and singing and dancing as well.

And speaking of music, my brother is part of a group called "The One-Winged Angels", which consists of: my brother Leon (guitarist /leader of the group), Zack (drummer/Leon's best friend/our "adopted brother"), Roxanne (keyboardist/Zack's girlfriend), Zoelle (cellist/sometimes singer/second in lead), and their newest addition, Claire (flute/sometimes singer/my best friend). There's also their manager, Roy, who sometimes plays the tambourine with the rest of the group. He was friends with my parents, so when he found out that my brother wanted to create a band, he was more than happy to help with that. Now, you may wonder: Why are you not part of the group, if you can play violin and piano? Well, I was already getting to that!

You see, Roy found a great opportunity for The One-Winged Angels! There's a café/theater that needs a group to play for them. Luckily, Roy was there to meet up with the owner and tell him about certain group. After a long conversation and getting into an agreement about the future payment, the owner got himself a group and The One-Winged Angels got a stage to play their music. Cool, right? Well, guess what? The café is in Burgess, in freaking Pennsylvania! You have any idea of just how far away that is?! So, as you probably have guessed, my brother and his group will have to move to Burgess in order start with their job, and then celebrate it with an audition to add another member. I don't want him to go; he's the only one in this house who actually understands me! Don't get me wrong, I love my parents; but my mother sometimes spoils me too much and my father pressures me a lot, always yelling at me over the smallest things.

Actually, just this morning, I've been discussing with Leon the possibility of me going with him to Burgess. I wanted to audition, and both my parents (surprisingly) didn't have any problem with that. Want me to tell you how that turned out?

"I said no!" well, that sums it up.

"But, why?!"

He sighed, obviously annoyed. "First: you are not part of the group; second: you still have school, unlike the rest of us; and third: why the hell would I want to take care of you?!"

I visibly flinched at the last part. "Ouch. That really hurt, you know?" I murmured with my eyes downcast while my brother packed his clothes.

"Well too bad for you, 'cause I said no, and that's final!" he said, slamming the door in my face and leaving me standing there, gaping like a goldfish.

I recovered quickly, and my shock quickly turned into a mix of anger and sadness.

"Fine, then! You go and have fun with your friends while I rot in this damn place!" I yelled back at him, turning around and storming to my room.

Once inside, I locked the door and grabbed a backpack under my bed. In it, I put my cellphone, my sketchbook, a pencil, and a green hoodie. I looked back at my bed, and picked up a stuffed wolf my brother gave me when I was little. I know, it's weird that a 16 years old girl sleeps hugging a stuffed animal, but that's the one thing I treasure most from my childhood. I put it in the backpack along with the other things. Lastly, I looked in my drawer and found my pocketknife. While looking at it, I absentmindedly traced the scars in my left arm, going from my forearm to almost reaching my wrist. And before you ask, yes, I did that to myself. I don't plan on getting into detail about that, so I'll just continue on with the story.

I put on my combat boots and, after grabbing both my backpack and my violin case, got out of my room and into the living room, where my father was watching a movie.

"Alice, where are you going?" asked my father, when he noticed my backpack over my shoulder and the violin case in the opposite hand.

"Uhh, to Claire's" I answered.

My father sighed. "Alright, just be careful"

"As always" I said with a smirk.

"Say 'hi' to Claire and her mother for me!" yelled my mom from the kitchen.

"Will do!" I yelled back, grabbing my keys and opening the door.

I lied when I said I was going to Claire's, but if I told them where I was really going, they wouldn't let me stay too late.

There's a small forest near my neighborhood, and I usually go there to clear my mind whenever I'm stressed or mad; in this case, the latter.

I reach my favorite tree, set my things down, and sit with my back to the bark. I take in a few deep breaths, enjoying the calm and quiet of my surroundings.

"Hmm… maybe I'll even get to see a fairy today!" I said to myself, feeling a bit optimistic all of a sudden.

You see, I always believed in Magic; in a world full of light and wonder. Ever since I can remember, I believed that magic itself was real, and that it had always been here, in this world. Even now, being 16 years old, I still believe. My mother always told me that magic can only be seen by those that believe in it; the same goes for spirits, fairies, ghosts, even angels and demons! Usually, those believers tend to be children, since adults think more rationally and give more attention to the material world they live in, instead of the spiritual and magical world that surrounds them. I always thought that, if I believe, I'll be able to see it, so I never give up on those beliefs. My father already told me to 'grow up', even my brother did a couple of times; but, so what? I don't care what they think, I'll never stop believing.

This is mainly the reason for my lack of friends, but then again, I don't mind it at all.

I pass the rest of the day drawing trees and birds that occasionally fly by, playing a few songs on the violin, and just plain out thinking. When I least expect it, it's already nighttime.

'Shit, I better get home' I thought to myself.

I slung my backpack over my shoulder and grab my violin case, only for the latter to drop back down when I look back up.

Passing through the trees, I see golden streams of light going to different directions, some even passing near me.

"What is this?" I ask out loud to no one in particular. One circles around me and I touch it. "Is this… sand?!" just then, this mysterious sand took the form of a small dragon. "Wow! This is so cool!" I say out loud again, while the dragon flies to my shoulder and rubs its face on my cheek. I swear I heard it purr like a cat. "Aw~! You are so cute!" it flies off and transforms itself back to its original form.

I sigh contently, and take my violin case again. "I hope you can give me some nice dreams, Sandman. I could seriously use the help" I say quietly, smiling slightly.

However, once I turn and take a single step, I hear some rustling behind me. When I turn around (again), I'm greeted with a real surprise.

~Miyu~

Gotta love cliffhangers!... even if they are as crappy as this one owo Just wanna say, sorry for this chapter being so... boring. I promise, these next two chapters will be a bit more exciting!

I'll read y'all in the next chapter (that I'll most likely post tomorrow)!